The Simulation of Regret
(V-14: Psychological Thriller) The white room had no corners. There was no clock, no window, and no door. There was only the Voice, a calm, genderless frequency that vibrated in the marrow of my teeth. "Session 4,102," the Voice said. "Begin the revenge sequence." I woke up as a man named Marcus, a disgraced hedge fund manager in modern London. I remembered everything—the betrayal by my...
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